To Mule or Not To Mule



Hey Everyone,

An opportunity recently came up for me to become a carriage driver at Royal Carriages, here in New Orleans.

In the French Quarter, opinions are more prevalent than mosquitos and sometimes just as annoying.  Everybody has a stance on the mule carriages, from the mules are treated wonderfully to anyone willing to drive a carriage is an anti-animal psychopath bent on mule misery.

First, I’ve been a walking tour guide for seven years and I always see at least one carriage when I’m escorting my Haunted groups.  Never have I seen a mule that looked ill or unhappy.  What always tickles me is their jaunty gaits.  Now I have seen mules startle, particularly around barking dogs.  I know mules have been in accidents with cars but almost every day some idiot pulls in front of my car, nearly causing an accident (cabs driving at suicidal speeds, car and pedestrian alike that think Stop signs are quaint pieces of art and not something one’s actually expected to obey, bikers with no illumination at night, etc.) so I’m prepared to give mules and their drivers the benefit of the doubt on that one.  I’m also certain events like that are covered during training.

So I figure, why not take this opportunity to train?  Why not see for myself what the stables I like, how the mules are cared for?  What the tour itself consists of? At the very least, I know I’m going to have the opportunity to give a mule a bubble bath.

More tomorrow when I head for the stables!  If my muscles aren’t too sore to type, another blog will follow.

Crimson Kisses As Always,

Trisha Baker